Lust for Death

Hermione told me about how she accidently broke Harry’s wand. I was shocked and rubbed her back,
“It will be fine.” I smiled and yawned,
“Yawning? That’s not a good sign is it?” Hermione asked, I removed my arm and covered my face,
“No it isn’t… I will need to feed again soon… but for now I’m going to probably fall asleep for the very first time in my life.” I spoke sounding worried.

I lay on Harry’s bed with my back to Hermione as I just thought about everything. Though soon, I found my body relaxing in one way I never thought I would, I fell asleep.



“You complete ass, Ronald Weasley.” I heard Hermione outside, I sat up and held my head sitting up I stretched and rubbed my eyes. I stood slowly and dragged my feet toward the exit hearing Hermione yelling, “You show up here after weeks, and you say ‘hey’? Where’s my wand? Where’s my wand?” I opened the tent to see Hermione yelling at Harry,
“I don’t know.” Harry replied,
“Harry Potter, you give me my wand.” Hermione snapped,
“I don’t have it.” Harry spoke.

As I trudged up and small hill I saw Ron was standing in front of me,
“How come he’s got your wand?” Ron asked,
“Never mind why he’s got my wand.” Hermione walked back over to Ron as Harry glanced at me seeing my sleepy face, Harry taken my hand as I slowly walked over, “What is that?” Hermione asked, as we saw the Horcrux, Ron held it up, “You destroyed it. And how is it that you just happen to have the sword of Gryffindor?” Hermione yelled,
“It’s a long story.” Harry spoke.

“Don’t think this changes anything.” Hermione spoke, and started walking back to the tent,
“Oh, of course not. I only just destroyed a bloody Horcrux. Why would that change anything? Look, I wanted to come back as soon as I left. I just didn’t know how to find you.” Ron spoke,
“Yeah, how did you find us?” Harry asked,
“With this. It doesn’t just turn off lights.” Ron pulled out the Deluminator, “I don’t know how it works, but Christmas morning I was sleeping in this little pub keeping away from the some Snatchers and I heard it.” Ron explained,
“It? What was it?” I asked,
“A voice… your voice, Hermione coming out of it.” Ron answered,
“And what exactly did I say, may I ask?” Hermione asked,
“My name. Just my name. Like a whisper. So I took it, clicked it, and this tiny ball of light appeared. And I knew. And sure enough, it floated towards me, the ball of light went right to me chest, straight through me. Right here.” Ron touched his heart, “And I knew it was gonna take me where I needed to go, so I Disapparated and came to this hillside. It was dark. I had no idea where I was. I just hoped that one of you would show yourself. And you did.” Ron explained, I smiled a little as we all calmed down and got into the tent.

“Nice to have you back.” I spoke hugging myself, as Ron put his bags down,
“Nice to be back.” Ron smiled; I hugged him and then looked at Hermione as she sat outside,
“She’ll come around, a girls grudge is something to fear. But it does die down.” I smiled; Harry smirked at my comment as Ron nodded. “I’ll go try and make her come around quicker for you.” I spoke; Ron nodded as I walked outside grabbing my jacket.

I sat outside next to Hermione as she huffed,
“I thought you’d be happy, with Ron coming back I mean.” I spoke, Hermione glared at me, “Ok, shutting up.” I put my hands in the air; Hermione smirked then shook her head,
“Part of me is happy that he is back. But I’m always angry at him.” Hermione spoke; I smirked and shook my head,
“Angry for the sake of being angry.” I muttered and shivered,
“Are you okay?” Hermione asked,
“I’m a bit cold. I’m going to put something more warmer on.” I spoke and stood up walking back inside.

I hugged myself as I walked over to the room where Hermione and me slept in as I picked up her bag. My hands were freezing; I rubbed them together and sat down on the floor as Ron and Harry were talking.

“Engorgio.” Harry spoke and a large bang was heard as I looked around the corner, “Reducio!’” Harry yelled calming the flame,
“What’s going on in there?” Hermione asked,
“Nothing.” Both boys called as I rolled my eyes and went back to looking in Hermione’s bag for my bag.

I pulled out my wand.

“Accio bag.” I waved and my bag jumped out and landed on my head, “Bitch.” I snapped and rubbed my head as I put it on the floor.

Harry poked his head around the corner,
“Are you okay?” Harry asked,
“No.” I held my forehead, and sighed as Harry came and sat next to me, Ron leaned on the side, as tears appeared in my eyes, “I feel so weak. I’ve never felt like this, ever.” My voice broke as I covered my face, “My father said I could live without drinking blood. Ever, because of the fact that I’m only half vampire, but it just feels horrid.” I spoke,
“You feel like us.” Ron spoke,
“No.” I looked up at him, “I don’t… I can barely move without my body hurting.” I explained and pulled my bag on my lap, “I need to get changed into something warmer.” I spoke as Harry nodded and kissed my head, I smiled as he stood up and pulled the curtain down so I could change.